Instead saying, "Let's get dressed, we've slept far too long already."Cynara nodded and rolled out of bed, feeling uneasy about Charles's comments. He...obviously wasn't stupid, and she couldn't lie to him forever, eventually he would demand the truth.She slipped her shift over her head then gathered up the pile of her clothes, running out the door and the short distance to her own room. Charles watched her go."Jasmine!" Cynara said in surprise when she saw the little dark-haired girl, who was. " I had bought sandwich meat and hoagie rolls and a five gallon bucket of cheese balls. I had just made a sandwich and had started in on my "Band of Brothers" box set.Just as the boys of Easy Company were losing their spaghetti lunch after running up Currahee the phone rang. Part of my mind was cursing this intrusion on my binge; the other part was hoping it was Joy calling to tell me she'd won some trip to a warm place. Hell at that point I would have settled for a week in Houston where it. ..if you want...umm...” my *sis was twitching like mad. D*d then cut me off, saying “Does my little c*k slut want more?”, “You know what to do, right?”. I took his d*k, put it in my mouth, and began to s*k on it. I gagged much less when I took it down my throat, and f***r said “Oh, that's good.”, “You're d***y's good little c*k s*ker.”. That made me smile, even with an adult's c*k in my young mouth. I was d***y's good c*k s*ker… Then he told me to stop s*king, and place my d*k into my m***r's. So wet and slippery was that inner channel, that my middle digit slipped as if the path was lighted with neon signs, right into the depths of my parent's body. Mother gasped and her back arched up off the bed, then followed a long whimper from her.I slipped another finger into her depths and her breathing sounded so loud, so desperate that it was the soundtrack of this moment — a memory that I shall never forget. Her hips were moving, thrusting upwards as my fingers moved in and out. My free.